i went for a long walk tonight and i ended up at ground zero, where the twin towers used to be. and all of the sadness that i had felt after september 11th came back to me.
and underneath the sadness was this terrible sense of rage.
rage at the sadists who could conceive and execute (and condone) such a wantonly malicious act.
maybe rage is just a natural reaction when confronted with sadness and incomprehension. perhaps rage is the bodies way of trying to compartmentalize grief and bewilderment.
or perhaps rage is, in cases like this, a perfectly justified reaction to such cruelty and horror.
i wish that everyone in the world could stand near the still smoking mass that used to be the world trade center. it would remove ‘the tragedy’ from the realm of the abstract and return it squarely to the realm of the actual, where it belongs. it happened. we can’t let ourselves forget. we can’t let ourselves get preoccupied with abstractions. we need to remember that on september 11, 2001 a bunch of sadistic fanatics willfully and with premeditation destroyed the lives of 5,000 innocent people.
i hope that every leader of every nation comes and stands at ground zero. i hope that every islamic leader looks at the pictures of the 5,000 people who lost their lives in the terrorist attack. and i hope that the citizens and the politicians who comprise the world in which we live can learn that terrorism, malice, sadism, and murder are always wrong, regardless of ones religious or political affiliation.
it is beyond comprehension to think that anyone in the world could even for a second try to justify a terrorist act that took the lives of 5,000 innocent people. it seems to me that anyone who attempts to justify or condone or celebrate the acts of the terrorists suffers from a sickness greater than death, and an immorality that is evil beyond description.
if you can, please go and look at the smoldering mass that used to be the world trade center. and think of the 5,000 innocent people who died there. think of their families who have to wake up alone every morning to face another day of loss and grief.
and think of the sadism and ignorance and cruelty that was behind such horrifying terrorism.
please don’t forget.
-moby